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I boarded the ferry dressed only in a thin sheet, having been forced to leave all my belongings – including my clothes and glasses – with our hosts at the the shoreline. The ride across the inlet was short and … Continue reading →

I shopped naked on Princes Street not because I was an exhibitionist, but because I hated the process of getting dressed. TPR begged me to break this habit, fearful that one day I would eventually be spotted in the nude … Continue reading →

Our new house was not ready when we first moved to Luton so we wild-camped by the river for a couple of nights, with only a sleeping bag and dirty white sheet for cover. We were perfectly safe there, but … Continue reading →

I sat through the sandy-haired lecturer’s explanation of how to apply for a year abroad in France then took the ‘handout’ at the end. This took the form of three tiny orange cards, rather like rail tickets. There was little … Continue reading →

A dip into time travel should have reminded my boyfriend of how he had changed over the past couple of years. To see him laughing and joking with his old colleagues only emphasised the dramatic shift in his personality. When … Continue reading →

TPR and I were awakened by footsteps crunching across the gravel outside our bedroom window. I ran to the front of the flat and heard voices in the sitting room. There JS slept under white sheets in a corner. Meanwhile … Continue reading →

Delegates who bought conference souvenirs of the conference were wrapping them up in Moomin paper as presents for friends and family back at home. Due to luggage restrictions – and laziness – most people were only using tiny sections of … Continue reading →